“It is evident that your lungs are stronger than mine.”
At five o'clock Melville dismissed his young companion.
“Do you wish me to come this evening?” asked Herbert.
“Oh, no. I wouldn't think of taking up your evenings.”
“At the post office I had to stay till eight o'clock.”
“Probably it was necessary there; I won't task you so much.”
“When shall I come to-morrow?”
“At nine o'clock.”
“That isn't very early,” said Herbert, smiling.
“No, I don't get up very early. My health won't allow me to cultivate early rising. I shall not be through breakfast much before nine.”